EVEN AN ANARCHIST MUST EAT (EVEN A POET!)
You think I understand?
What if I understand
when it is not what is in my head that counts
but what is in my hand?
You think I don't want that house?
You think I don't fancy that yacht?
I know what the fuss is about.
I need more, not less, than I've got.
You say I know, in my heart?
What if I know in my heart?
It is not what is in my heart that counts
but what is in my hand.
Ask me:
Do I want the one pearl within,
O Lord of the Night,
or the many without?
